Arthurian Legend RP

Mordred laughed. "There are no secrets in a castle as long as there are servants."


Gawain studied her. "As your son don't I deserve to choose someone I'll be happy with; that I love? Don't all your sons deserve to live their lives in a way that they can be happy?"

Sham laughed "especially of they are like some of the girls herE"

Morgous shook her head. "No, they deserve to marry into wealth and live comfortably with as much power as they can get"

Mordred rolled his eyes, smirking. "So I've noticed."


Gawain shook his head slowly. "I was hoping you're answer would be more like a mother's. I guess that was too much to ask for."

Sham smiled "I need to be back to work sir"

Morgous turned away "perhaps I'll keep you here forever, safe from that girl"

Mordred nodded his permission and made his way back to the beach.


"You'll try," Gawain shrugged. "But I'll find a way out."

One of the maids ran out of the castle and followed Mordred "my Lord," she curtsied. "Um, m-m-my Lord, the Lady...she won't get out of the t-t-tube, and has not eaten, and we d-d-don't know what to do"

Morgous laughed "no, you will not"

Mordred closed his eyes, sighed, and then turned to go back to the castle. "I'll go talk to her."


"I think I will," Gawain replied, leaning back. "Because I have a reason to leave."

The maid nodded and followed Mordred.

Mythian was sat in the tub, looking out the window, leaned back, but staying silent,

Morgous glare "you won't when I have her murdered"

Mordred walked over to her and sat on the edge of the tub. "What's going on, Myth?"


Gawain's expression darkened to the one he usually only wore in battle. Leaning forward he met Morgous's glare with icy calm. "You're right; then I'll have a reason to kill you."

Mythian looked at Mordred "you promised you'd rest"

Morgous smiled a little. "We'll see my son"

"I promised not to push myself," Mordred clarified. "I never said I'd stop training. Besides, I want to be able to get Gawain by the end of this month."


"Not to sound like Mordred, but I'm not your son," Gawain spat.

Mythian shook her head at him. "what do you want in here?" she asked, not looking at him anymore.

Morgous turned and glared at him "Need I explain the birthing process to you? I thought you would know by now

"I can because the maids are worried about you thus making me worried," Mordred replied. He dismissed the servants with a glance before putting his hands on Mythian's shoulders and meeting her gaze. "Why are you so mad at me? I won't push myself; I promised you that. But please understand that I still need to train."


Gawain met her glare for glare. "Your son by birth only. That is the only tie I can't sever. I reject everything else that connects me to you."

Mythian began trying to push his hands off her. "You leave me alone every day, all day, your gone before I wake, and back after I'm asleep, it's like we don't even know each other!"

Morgpus laughed a little "you will come around"

Mordred leaned forward and kissed her deeply, tangling his hands in her hair.

"Never," Gawain snarled.

Mythian forgot she was mad for a moment and kissed back, but then pushed him away again, "no! Stop!"

Morgous nodded "you will"

Mordred flinched at her words, suddenly seeming younger than usual. "Myth..."


Gawain just glared at her, eyes murderous.

Mythian crossed her arms "it isn't fair of you to come in here after weeks of not speaking to me and expect me to fall into you"

Morgous turned and left,

"I wasn't expecting you to," Mordred sighed. "I just wanted to remind you that I love you. I'm sorry for trying." He fought to keep his temper down. It's not her you're mad at, he reminded himself. You're mad at yourself for failing in everything.

Mythian Stared st him miserably. "Your mother has taken over your life, and you don't even know it"

"I'm sorry," Mordred breathed. "I'm so sorry. I never wanted this!" Tears threatened to fall but he fought them.

Mythian put her face in her hands "nor did I!" She exclaimed then got up and wrapped her arms around Mordred.

Mordred buried his face in her hair, drawing her as close as he could. "I'm sorry, my dear. I'm so so sorry," he murmured again and again.

Mythian shook her head. "Spend the day with me Mordred, please?

"I will," he promised, grip tightening. "I will."

Mythian kissed his neck and clung onto him. Ï do love you"

Mordred choked on a sob, pushing it back. "I love you too, Mythian," he whispered.

Mythian kissed Mordred slowly. Ï am sorry I upset you""

Mordred responded to the kiss softly, hesitantly. "I'm so sorry."

Mythian shook her head and wrapped her arms around him again.